Puff Daddy - The Queen lyrics

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Puff Daddy - The Queen lyrics

[Puffy] Intro I don't give a f**, yeah yeah yeah As we proceed to give you what you need Queen Bee, muthaf**as, B.I.G, muthaf**as Junior Mafia, muthaf**as Yeah yeah yeah yeah [Lil' Kim] b**hes wanna front on 'em Know not to come in I keep ten Glocks, ten rocks up in front of 'em Like they sprayin' somethin', like they sayin' somethin' Get my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin' (what?!) My music's like Lewis, stiff 84 Yours is like Evander, seventy-seven slow Thanks to Tae Bo, I'm 32 and "O" When I catch a knock out, b**hes bring the cops out Two for five spots, I tear the rocks out Pop the tops out, they clear the spot out n***a or b**h, you don't want no problems My revolver is a quick problem solver Don't ever think I'm slippin' b**h I ain't dumb I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun Hatin' a** n***as, I treat you like a b**h Strap on a fake dick, and stick you where you sh** (ha ha) Chorus Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing [Lil' Kim] Took three years off to map my sh** out Switch up my game plan and get closer to God Give me an inch, I take a yard Oh lighten up, ya'll knew I was comin' back real hard By the power that's vested in me Faith rested in me I can't quit now, too much money's invested in me To my n***a B-I, this ones for you baby! All these n***as wanna be Kings, but f**, is these n***as crazy? Imma hold the spot for ya (yeah!) Keep it locked for ya (yeah!) Rock for you, Pop, ain't a n***a I won't drop for you b**hes want my title, there ain't a slot for you It's a cold, cold world, I keep it hot for you (What?!) Ya'll cats know who I am (What?!) I love those who love Lil' Kim (What?!) I'm back again, the mic' eater The dick beater, the p**y skeeter But I... Chorus Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing [Lil' Kim] Put five carats on the "f** you" finger Any haters in the crowd, give them the "f** you" finger If you think you can ball with the Queen Handle repercussions Our guns bust in English and in Russian Nas veralouba katadevra Ney dolce, gaberine, barooski, dasvidanya n***as stand in line, pay a fee for me to kiss 'em Twenty-one's the lucky number, once the "E" is in the system One night with the Q.B., and n***as need maturity Keep my p**y tight like the President's security I'm sometimin', that's right, I change like the year Bring chips from the Casino, then throw them in the air I'm the Queen! I've got special privileges We ain't equivalent, how dare you insult my intelligence Now I would like you all to recite the words to this song Cause you thought I was goin' But the Queen lives on! Chorus Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing [Opera singers] The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win How you gonna win with the Queen? The Queen, you will never win